On Wednesday Night last...

... a Servant to Mr. Thompson one of the Keepers on Epping Forest (who lives at Fair Maid Bottom) saw the famous Turpin in the Forest, and suspecting he was going to steal some Particular Horse in that Neighbourhood, went to a House at King's Oak and borrowed a Gun, and charged it, and said he would go and take Turpin, who was not far off, and accordingly went with the Gun after him; but approaching with his Gun too near (apprehending, it is supposed, he had only Pistols) Turpin saw him, and immediately discharged a Carbine at him loaded with Slugs, and shot him into the Belly dead on the Spot, and he now lies at Forest Oak: Turpin rode away and quitted his Horse, which was on Thursday Night at the Pound at Waltham Abbey. The same Day all that Part of the Country was up in Arms in pursuit of him, but it's supposed he is gone Northwards. If the Laws were more severe on the Harbourers of known Highwaymen, this desperate Fellow could not have escaped so long.

We hear that a Royal Proclamation, with a Reward of £200, will be issued for the apprehending and taking of Turpin, the famous Robber and Murderer.

LONDON EVENING POST, Thursday 5-Saturday 7 May 1737